Chapter 168

Meng data is a complete straw bag, but he is also pretentious and thinks he has the ability to help the world.

But who doesn't know that he's so thin and has heard his name a little?

It would be too difficult for Meng data to think that the rumor of the gambling house was that Meng data deliberately released the wind and wanted to catch them in a jar.

"But..." someone nearby said nervously, "didn't you say that the little beast hid in Liu's house? Liu's house has lost people. In order not to be liquidated by Meng, we will certainly work hard to find it? Do you think it's possible for us to empty it?"

Meng Hun lowered his eyes and said, "this may not be without, so we have to hurry... Listen to fate and see luck."

In order to catch Meng Da, Meng Hun took several healthy brothers down the mountain and disguised as ordinary people into the city.

Several people pretended to be gamblers and walked around the gambling house. Under the excuse of going to the toilet, they found out the structure of the inner yard of the gambling house.

"I got a message that the gambling house often does some immoral things and locks the captured people into the firewood room. If the little beast is really here, it is estimated that he is also locked there. This is the general structure of the gambling house. The firewood room is here..."

The man who spoke was originally a scout who specialized in exploring the news ahead.

Now it's just to touch the bottom of the gambling house. Naturally, it's not very difficult for him.

"There are a lot of thugs in this gambling house. We'll rush in and rob people directly. Maybe we'll make things big. It'll be difficult to get out of town tomorrow."

One suggested, "then wait until it's completely dark. We'll sneak over and catch someone by dark?"

Meng Hun nodded, "let's do it. Before we start, we'll stare at the movement of the front and rear doors of the gambling house."

As the night darkened, the firewood house had been shrouded in darkness, the sight was dark, and choking dust floated in the air.

Meng data was tied with a rough hemp rope backhand, and the whole man fell to the ground and curled up into a small ball,

Slender eyelashes tremble with unstable breathing, and the eyebrows occasionally frown slightly. With that face with a little cyan mark, I still feel pity. Even if I know that he is a man, some people can't help but look at him with love and sympathy.

There were two thugs outside the firewood room. They stood and sat down one by one. They chatted without a word. The content was closely related to Meng data.

"Ah, that boy still stubbornly refused to recruit?" A thug rubbed his arms with his hands to dispel the cold at night. He spit at the corner of the wall and said, "why do you say this? If the boss is angry, he can do anything."

The other man said, "Hey, where is the boy who refused to say? It's obvious that there's something wrong with his voice, his hands can't work hard, and he can't write words. The evil thing is, the doctor came and looked at him and directly said that he's all right, but he made the boss miserable."

Meng Da lost thousands of silver in debt, but his accomplices escaped from the gambling house by winning more than 4000 Liang. Did the gambling house lose?

Small business, no credit.

I didn't expect that he worked hard to run such a gambling house and earned so much black money without conscience. Finally, he was turned against the routine by several hairy boys. All the silver money he earned over the years went into other people's pockets. It's strange that the owner of the gambling house is not angry and cruel.

Meng data was forced to ask about the whereabouts of Jiang Pengji and nongqin. The Niang boy even picked up Joe, but refused to speak.

At the beginning, the owner and thugs of the gambling house thought Meng Da was tough and beat him up. The other party was beaten twice and cried out in pain. It didn't look like a backbone. They knelt down and begged for mercy. A pair of Shuiling's eyes were swollen with tears.

The former thug asked, "isn't this boy pretending?"

The latter rolled his eyes contemptuously.

"Pretending? Where is pretending? After being beaten twice, he kept howling like killing a pig. Let him kneel and he knelt. His knees are as soft as mud. He has a little backbone? Don't you see, he cries like something holding his boss's thigh. The little women are not so weak."

"But, didn't you say before that the boy may have come out of those noble people's house?"

The thug continued to despise and roll his eyes. "Have you ever seen any noble people as cowardly as the one inside? Although you don't know any words, you also know that those real noble people would rather stand and have their heads cut off than kneel down and beg..."

"So, this is a fake inside?"

Because it was the night shift, the thug went home and slept during the day. Many things were missed.

Speaking of this, the latter suddenly smiled, stopped his companion's shoulder with one hand and whispered mysteriously, "It's just a fake. Have you ever seen a nobleman who is more coquettish than those little gentlemen in the South courtyard? That face is as beautiful as a fairy, and it's coquettish inside. The owner was angry and asked his brothers to teach him a lesson and make him soft... Guess what happened in the end? Hei hei..."

In the firewood room, Meng Da, who was in a coma, woke up. When he heard the two people talking, he was so angry that he almost broke his teeth.

"So what's the boss going to do with him?"

Meng Di heard another person say, "What else can I do? If I can't catch the other two, I can't say anything about them. What's the use of keeping them? Stay one more day and eat more rations for one person... But he looks really good. He's more beautiful than those top-ranking gentlemen in the South courtyard. If he can adjust, teach and teach well, sell for three or five years and climb up to several noble people, maybe the owner can earn several times more."

Where is the South courtyard?

Commonly known as the waiter's house, it is a place where men are sold. It is also a place where many men who like men often visit.

Hearing this, Meng data almost fainted with anger. Bursts of anger surged in his heart and tried to roar. However, his voice was bursts of hoarse "ah ah", as if it had disappeared. He couldn't spit out a complete word.

He beat the ground with his elbow angrily, with a flame of hatred in his eyes.

Meng Di hated the gamblers who trampled on him, but he hated Liu Xi who framed him even more!

The people in the gambling house didn't know what pity for fragrance and jade was. A few bus palms woke him up, and then there was a burst of torture.

He tried to speak and denounce these Dalits, but his voice seemed to have been stolen. He couldn't say anything, as if he was born mute. What's worse, he didn't feel under his elbows, let alone write with a pen.

Unable to speak or write, the gamblers lost all their patience and slapped him down, almost blinding him.

He was not able to bear hardships and was afraid of pain. He soon couldn't maintain it and begged for mercy from the Dalits he despised.

Not only that, Meng Di has many other actions. When I think of it, any picture can make him angry!